Page 32 of Charged By the Razorbacks

Behind her, Jarek’s hands moved higher, clasping a breast in each hand, his touch firmer now, pulling more from her as he worked in contrast to Aleksy’s control.

Her breath came faster. Her body tightened.

And when she tipped over the edge, it wasn’t sudden—it was built, earned, drawn out of her until she couldn’t hold it back anymore. Aleksy stayed with her through it, steady, grounding, not pulling away as she came apart against him.

Only when she settled did he rise, his body tight with restraint now, his breath uneven as he looked down at her.

“You’re incredible,” he said quietly.

Jarek shifted beside him, his hand sliding along her thigh as he guided her back fully into the bed, her body sinking into the mattress as she caught her breath.

“Stay with us,” he murmured.

She didn’t hesitate. “After that, I am not going anywhere.”

Aleksy moved over her, aligning himself with her body as he settled between her thighs again, his hand finding hers, grounding.

“Tamsin,” he said, waiting until her eyes met his.

“Yes,” she breathed.

He didn’t rush. When he finally moved, it was slow, deliberate, letting her feel it, adjust, take him in fully as her body welcomed him without resistance.

Her back arched beneath him, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper, closer.

“Don’t hold back,” she whispered.

That was all it took.

Aleksy’s control snapped.

He drove into her fully, his breath breaking as he buried himself deep, holding there for a moment before he began to move, the rhythm building quickly from controlled to something far less restrained.

She met him. Thrust for thrust. Every move he made, she matched him.

Her body rising to meet his, her hands tightening on his shoulders as the pace deepened, intensified.

Beside her, Jarek moved in close, his hands sliding over her, his mouth finding hers again, adding to the pressure, the heat, the layered sensation that pushed her further.

The rhythm between them locked in.

Not chaotic, not uncontrolled.

But powerful.

Intentional.

Aleksy felt her tighten around him, felt the shift as she climbed again, faster this time, her control slipping as everything built too quickly to stop.

“Let go, my love,” he murmured.

She did.

Her body tightened, her breath breaking as she came apart beneath them, her voice catching as she lost herself in it. Aleksy followed moments later, the release hitting hard, his body locking as he drove into her one last time before everything let go.

He stayed with her as it faded, lowering carefully so he didn’t crush her, his breathing uneven as he fought to steady himself.

Jarek’s hand moved through her hair, slower now, grounding.